Honour The Belt
By the author of BARD: Owner of the Gemstone
*This is a fictious story and homage to professional wrestling
#14
The Source would have to consider getting his own PEMF machine. He sits back in his lounge chair and takes a sip of his beer. His sight wanders six storeys down at the river that flows behind his condo. He feels like the water, gently flowing and relaxed. His cell phone’s ring dial plays the beginning of Seal’s Crazy.
“Hey Storm Bringer,” he answers.
“I got a new name now, and you know it,” a deep, confident voice replies.
“I live in the past brother,” he says with a grin.
“I asked the higher ups about you trying out.”
The Source doesn’t like the sound in his best friend’s voice. “And.”
“They brought up your dad.”
He can hear the shrug in Storm Bringer’s voice.
“They haven’t said no but they’re not committing either.”
The Source closes his eyes. “I appreciate you trying. Lance Hyder has an idea we’re going to try out.”
“Bas the Brutal? I thought he retired to do financial planning? We talked to him three years ago.”
“He’s still got the hunger, not to compete but promote.” The Source feels his mood fall. Storm Bringer had made it. Four years ago, Storm Bringer had taken his 6’4” amateur wrestling championship body to a try out. Now he’s with the top pro wrestling promotion, making $500,000 or more a year.
“I’m in,” Storm Bringer says.
“What do you mean?”
“As a silent promoter. You and your team do the leg work and I’ll help with finances and give insight into promotions.”
“That’s fantastic! We’re calling it Honour The Belt.”
“That carries a lot of meaning.”
“I know,” The Source says.
“You know, you would be with me now if it wasn’t for the legacy your father left you. Seems we have something in common, except I have Lonnie as a real father. Do you remember when my mother took me to Jamaica to meet my biological father?”
The Source remembers. They were young teenagers then. When Storm Bringer got back The Source could see how angry he was. ‘He’s a huge man. Gone religious now. But the drugs have taken a toll. Kept telling me to listen to my mom, and keep clean. He probably won’t make it through the year.’ The Source’s own father is also a huge man. Not a druggie or alcoholic but someone with far too much libido considering how many siblings he has. “At least you got his physique.” He hears only silence, “And your mother’s brains.”
“That’s true. What’s the plan?”
“We’re going grassroots and developmental. If a wrestler gets called up to a major promotion, we just let him or her go. But for the rest of us, it’s a way to make a living doing what we love.”
“And the belt?”
“Whoever earns that, will be the vanguard.”
To learn more about PEMF machines:
Contact: Adrian Armstrong
At: iwandtheworld@gmail.com
Thanks to:
Brandon Gray for portraying The Source (and content) and Robin Gray for makeup and photo
Honorable Mentions:
Southern Ontario Professional Wrestling
Professional Wrestling Links:
Celtic Warrior Workout (with Sheamus) * because I’m a fitness trainer as well as an author
Tags: Pro Wrestling, Story Telling, Writing
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